February 26, 2011

A Vision of Lack of Vision

Today I got fitted for glasses. (Is that the term? Fitted for glasses?) In doing this, juice was dripped into my eyes to dilate my pupils to make sure the doctor knew what was up. What then followed was like 2 hours of me not being able to see well enough to read.

Holy shit, I did not completely understand how much my world is built out of words, but it totally is.

Seriously, it blew me away how helpless it made me feel. I had to ask a woman to dial my mother on the phone for me to pick me up. When I got home, I tried to make myself dinner, but I couldn’t actually set the oven temperature or timer in order to pull it off. The only thing I could do was lay down and listen to podcasts, but I even had trouble working my iPod touch because everything was so blurry.

So I laid there, thinking about it. I couldn’t talk to my friends online because I couldn’t read the screen. I couldn’t play games. Basically all my leisure activities that weren’t podcast-related were out of the picture, and even those were hindered. Not being able to make out letters kind of removed my ability to do the vast majority of things I do with my life. Hell, even my career revolves around this stuff.

It was kind of scary, I have to admit. And though I fully think I would be strong enough to survive and move on, somehow, if I lost my sight, man, there would be very, very little unchanged in my life. Every single thing I do would have to be replaced in some way. Every single thing.

I was pretty happy when I could see again.

Hate getting my eyes dilated. Of course, the first time it happened, I was like twelve and they didn’t give me “driving drops”. I couldn’t see straight for about 8 hours. It was so BRIGHT outside…

Comment by Cris — February 26, 2011 @ 8:59 pm

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